Asian, Weird, Surreal, and Queer.
Let me learn, I'll write about it.
Give me paint, I'll recreate it.
What should I do next? What should I have done? What am I doing? What do I still even have to do? All those things left said, done, undone. All the things I should, shouldn't, have should..? What?
The flicker of light enchanted the gloomy window from all day it has been abandoned. The maker was out all day, by that, just out there in the living room, distracting themselves from things that you just can't say as such.
Blank Painted Canvas
I used to wonder what it would be like; Either blind and colourblind. The world before, devoid of colours And was used to black and white.
Log Entry #2333 1/20/21 - #2317 1/21/20 Another year is just like any other day, could be new, could be normal, maybe even spectacular. Like last year, it was normal. Like any other tragedy, it's normal. It happens, people freak but it happens.